"Watching the chess is rotten, the logging Ding Ding, and the cloud side valley mouth Xu Xing. Selling salaries and drinking, laughing wildly and cultivating himself. The path is high in autumn, and the pine roots of the moon pillow are bright in the sky. Recognize the old forest, climb the cliff and cross the ridge, and break the withered vine with an axe. Harvest into a load, in the song market, easy rice three liters. There is no competition, and the price is mediocre. will not be cunning, no honor and disgrace, and will prolong life calmly. Everywhere we meet, we are not immortals, we are Tao, and we sit quietly and talk about "The Yellow Court".

The melodious singing in the mountains and forests instantly attracted everyone's attention.

If this song is amazing, it is naturally impossible to talk about it, but there is a relaxed, unrestrained charm and indifference in the singing, which makes people particularly cordial.

Although the singer is still a little far away from everyone, his voice is extremely clear, and every line of lyrics can be heard very clearly. This phrase fits the rhyme of the song very well.

Taiwa didn't notice anything when she heard this, and the singing woodcutter in front of her couldn't see anything special. Z.br>

Of course, Chen Liu doesn't see it that way.

"Let's go. It doesn't seem to be a complete closure."

They caught up with the woodcutter in the mountains and forests in the distance.

The woodcutter should not be young, his hair is gray, his skin has many natural folds, and his back is a little rickety. However, his expression was very leisurely, and he was holding a machete, chopping the most burnable wood on the mountain.

Beside him, there was a lot of firewood that had been stacked.

Chen Liu took the first step and greeted the old man:

"Hello old man."

The old man seemed a little surprised, he didn't expect that there were such two strangers here, especially the woman, who was cold and noble, and extremely pleasing to the eye.

However, he just admired it, didn't look at anything, put down the woodcutter, and said to Chen Liu with a smile:

"It's been a long time since I've seen an outsider. Where did you come from?"

Chen Liu replied:

"The two of us are from the Great Beam."

"Girder? What girders?"

The woodcutter didn't seem to have heard of the name Girder, only that he didn't know what Girder was. Chen Liu didn't mind this, and explained everything to the woodcutters who didn't know whether there was a Han or Wei and Jin.

So the two of them sat casually on the side of the wood covered with dust and debris, chatting about some things that were not available.

Originally, Taiwa thought that Chen Liu did this because there was something special about this person, and he planned to hear some information from the woodcutter. But the two of them only chatted about ancient and modern history, bits and pieces of homely gossip, and more often Chen Liu said unilaterally, the woodcutter only gave an appropriate evaluation and response to the incident.

She really didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Chen Liu's gourd.

"So much has happened."

The woodcutter and Chen Liu chatted for more than an hour, and there was really a feeling of being separated from the world.

Chen Liu narrated that many things became quite interesting, so much so that the woodcutter talked about the moment when the sun was waning. Seeing that it was getting late, he invited Chen and Liu to go home and rest for the night.

Chen Liu was not polite when he heard this, he only thanked him and went home with the woodcutter. He also helped the other party pick up half of the firewood, and walked on the mountain path with the woodcutter one after the other, still chatting about some things that were not there.

As for Taiwa, she followed behind them, leaving her alone and quietly watching Chen Liu's performance.

The woodcutter's house was about ten miles away, but it was the end of the line. None of the three was tired.

"The old man is in good health."

Compared with Chen Liu and Taiwa, who have cultivated in their bodies, the woodcutter can only rely on his physical fitness and years of training. At such an age, it is really surprising that he has such a steady pace and no breath with firewood on his back.

There was no one else in the woodcutter's family, his wife had died, and a son had made a family and started a business in the city farther away.

Originally, his son wanted to take him into the city to enjoy happiness, but the woodcutter was not very willing to leave the mountains and forests that raised him and his family, so he only chose a few days to go into the city to reunite with his son's family. Sometimes the reunion takes place in these huts in front of you.

Chen Liu until the smoke is cooked

When the three of them ate at the same table, they didn't do anything else. He made this meal, which made the woodcutter full of praise, and Taiwa also ate a little.

After dinner, nothing happened.

There were not many rooms, and the woodcutter gave Chen and Liu the place where his son and daughter-in-law lived as a matter of course.

So, the lonely man and the widow lived in the same room, of course, with a bed and a bunk.

Chen Liu laid out the mat quilt on the ground, lay down, and sighed:

"Comfort."

Compared with Chen Liu's comfort, Taiwa was a little unimpressed.

She sat on the edge of the bed and did not rest, but asked:

"The woodcutter is no different, what the hell are you doing?"

Chen Liu just sold it and said:

"I don't know, just wait and see."

After finishing speaking, Chen Liu was kicked out of the room by Taiwa, and rolled up the cover for him and threw it out.

When the woodcutter saw this, he couldn't cry or laugh, but he still found another room for Chen Liu and told him:

"Husbands and wives quarrel, bedside quarrels, bedside quarrels, and bedside quarrels. Older men don't care so much. The lady is so beautiful, take care of it more."

"It's fine. It's just a little temper, and it won't be for long."

"That's good."

Chen Liu slept very peacefully that night, and fell asleep after a while.

Taiwa sat on the bed and didn't sleep for a long time.

She looked at Chen Liu's room, and she didn't know what she was thinking. Of course, she wanted to know more about what Chen Liu was thinking at the moment.

All he answered was the sound of warm breathing and soft snoring.

Taiwa also felt sleepy when she listened to it, and leaned on the side of the bed for a night's rest.

The next day, Chen Liu got up very early, but it was still a little later than the woodcutter.

"When you're older, why do you sleep so lightly as a young man? Could it be that she was a little unwilling to be kicked out last night?"

"Look at what you said. Can't I say that I smell the chickens and dance, and run the house diligently?"

"Hahaha."

The two were idle, but they were not limited to chatting.

Chen Liu taught some Tai Chi techniques to the woodcutter, and the two of them boxed left and right in the courtyard.

Taiwa, who was in the room on the side, opened the window a little and looked at the old and the young outside the door. Of course, more eyes are still on the little one.

The sun rises in the east, exudes purple air, and a new day has officially arrived.

On this day, the woodcutter's son returned from the city.

He was also a little surprised to see a guest at home, and took the initiative to greet Chen Liu. Chen Liu also smiled and responded.

The woodcutter's son came back with nothing serious, but helped his father chop and pack up the firewood he had brought back, and hauled it to the market to sell.

In fact, this firewood can't be sold for a few dollars, and it's not worth his delay. It's just that his father is willing, and he also knows that his father can't be idle, so he just agrees not to work too hard, and nothing else will interfere.

Breakfast is eaten together, and there is no need to prepare anything for coarse tea and light rice.

After all, young people are young people, and when they saw Taiwa, they couldn't help but take a few more looks. But people who are already family members are limited to these few glances.

After the meal, the woodcutter said to Chen Liu:

"You should still have something to do here. Are you here to find immortals?"

The woodcutter took the initiative to talk about this topic, and Chen Liu naturally did not shy away from it, telling him about the barrier outside the abbot.

To Taiwa's surprise, the woodcutter nodded and said:

"Let my son take you to the market. Go find a little monk, his master......

The woodcutter pointed to the sky, which probably meant that it was a fairy.

Taiwa was a little skeptical, but Chen Liu just smiled and thanked him.

Before parting, Chen Liu also drank a lot of wine with the woodcutter. The two sides have fun, and in the end it is good to get together and disperse.

The woodcutter's son carried firewood on his back and took Chen Liu and them to the market, and the return rate was very high, although most of them were staring

Taiwa watched.

They stopped in front of a stall selling steamed buns, and the woodcutter's son said that he would just wait here, and then said goodbye to Chen and Liu and went to sell firewood.

"Boss, please have a basket of steamed buns."

"Okay."

Chen Liu and Taiwa sat down face to face.

Taiwa was deeply skeptical of Chen Liu's credulous words about the woodcutter, but when the words came to her lips, she only asked:

"Didn't you just finish eating? Why are you still eating?"

"Idleness is idleness."

A basket of steamed buns is placed in the center of the wooden table, and there are six in total.

Chen Liu ate three, and the other three Taiwa didn't eat, so someone came over and asked:

"Doesn't the female benefactor like to eat steamed buns?"

A young monk who was less than ten years old appeared in front of the bun stall with a small cloth bag on his back.

The owner of the steamed bun stall took the initiative to put a few steamed buns in his bowl, but the children were somewhat eating from the bowl and looking at the pot.

Chen Liu did not make his own opinion, but looked at Taiwa.

Taiwa naturally didn't have much appetite, so she gave the remaining three to the little monk.

Chen Liu took the opportunity to ask:

"Little master, dare to ask where your master is practicing?"

The little monk was a little cautious when he heard this, but when Chen Liu mentioned the woodcutter, he regained his expression and said:

"It turned out to be a friend of Grandpa Tan. Master drinks...... The master went to the mountains to collect medicine. Why don't you come tomorrow?"

Chen Liu nodded.

So, the two of them found a shop in the market and stayed overnight for a day and a night.

In the middle of the night, Chen Liu also beat away a few perverts who wanted to sneak into Taiwa's room, which can be regarded as saving one of them.

Saving people's lives is really better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter.

The next day, Chen Liu bought a pot of good wine and a roast chicken, but he didn't eat it.

For breakfast, I ate the soy milk fritters that Chen Liu bought.

Taiwa was a little puzzled, but the other party was a little surprised when she saw the little monk in front of the bun stall.

"How does the donor know that the master likes to eat these?"

A monk's master is naturally far away from meat, and it should be taboo to prepare these distinctions, but ...... Chen Liu seemed to be a bit of an unpredictable prophet.

Chen Liu actually bought it casually, but said to the little monk:

"Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart."

"Lying ...... The benefactor is similar to what the master said."

almost burst into foul language, and the little monk had palpitations.

It's just that it's really surprising.

Although the master's reputation in the four places is good, he is criticized in the eyes of Buddhist monks.

Chen Liu went on to explain:

"The so-called cultivation of the mouth is the cultivation of the mind, and if the cultivation of the mind is possible, there are no taboos, and on the contrary, there are all kinds of taboos."

So, the little monk took Chen Liu and them up the mountain.

Chen Liu and Taiwa met a drunken monk dressed in tatters, lying unconscious on a rock.